When I feel love is no longer inside me
I walk with empty thoughts to a hill top tree.
Whilst I sit there peacefully, and wait for the breeze to whisper,
I try to write something profound on a scrap of paper.
The early morning mist that once hid the land and trees,
slowly dissipate and recedes.
With a rising sun, it's not long before I get a clearer view.
Everything in life has a meaning, mine would always be one with you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
sounds like a love poem to me, but at least you threw in some landscape! i'm not much for romance, but i do like trees! ! ! this will be the first of your two poems i'll post on my February A Showcase Of PH Poets. thanks for your participation! bri :)